Hyunjin POV
"Can we have another baby?" Jisung asks.
I look at him as he packs Bora's lunch. "Why do you ask?"
"Because I still feel we're missing someone." He looks down.
"I mean, I guess I'd be okay with it. Just ask Bora."
He nods. "Of course."
I go kiss him on the cheek before going to do Bora's hair. She was brushing her teeth while standing on her stool.
"What are we gonna do with your hair today?" I ask.
I braid three braids on each side of her head and form cat ears and braid it into braids I form with the remaining braids. My hands are tired, wow. I make her face me and I fix her bangs for her.
"You're so cute." I giggle.
"Like kitty cats. Meow!" She smiles.
"That's right! Kitty cats say meow." I pick her up and carry her to the kitchen.
"Baba, look. She's a kitty cat." I nudge Jisung with my foot.
"Meow!" She squeals.
"Oh, my goodness!" Jisung exclaims. "You're so cute!"
Bora giggles happily. I sit her in her seat and kiss her forehead before Jisung hands us our plates and sits across from me.
"Bora, what do you think of having a sibling?" He asks.
"What's a sibling?"
"Like a brother or something."
"Why?"
"Why not?"
"No." She pouts.
"Why?"
"Only me." She whines.
Jisung looks down and sighs. "Okay."
She huffs and eats her food. I nudge Jisung under the table and smile softly. He eats his food and looks at me with a soft pout.
"Honey, guess what?" I smile.
He hums softly. I put my foot on his and smile softly.
"I love you." I wiggle my toes.
"I love you too." He smiles sadly.
After eating and taking Bora to her daycare, we go to our room. He flops on the bed and sighs.
"We've had her for a year. I don't see the issue." He mumbles.
"There's not one. She's just in that age range where everything revolves around her. I think a sibling would be good for her."
"I guess. I just don't wanna force her."
"Yeah." I nod. "You have a habit of that."
"What do you mean?"
"You just let her do whatever she wants. She's not the parent here."
"I guess. I just wanna let her have her space to express her opinion."
"Yes, but that doesn't mean she can control what we do." I pet his head while sitting on his legs to use him as a chair.
He sighs. "Can we have a baby?" He smiles softly.
